524. Soak in the Mandarin Duck Hot Spring Together! (Seventeen)
"How can I play with fire if I don't have fire?" His body was very hot, even hotter than the warm water. She pressed her body against him as if she were pressed against a stove. The slender catkins stopped on his chest. She lifted her
She stared innocently at his tense face, suddenly wanting to see what this man looked like when he lost control.
"Don't pretend to be stupid or ignorant, you are the fire. You have already set me on fire." I don't know whether it was sweat or water droplets, but gradually slipped on his forehead. Although her touch was green, it was better than any aphrodisiac.
It all worked, and his desire had been swollen and congested by her stimulation.
"Really? You don't look well." Bei Xiaoxiao raised her blurred eyes and looked at his somewhat painful expression, with a playful smile on her pretty red lips.
"If you were thrown into a furnace, would you be able to recover?" Wasn't she talking nonsense? Damn it, Yan Yu couldn't help clenching the fists on her side tightly, the lust in her body -
The fire began to slowly burn his reason. He did not expect that such a thing would happen. He originally wanted to wait until the wedding night, but at this moment, can he wait? [
"Excuse me, are you burning with desire now?" Bei Xiaoxiao held her breath, a breath stuck in her chest, almost painful, she raised a pair of bright watery eyes and looked up at him, and with him
The approaching hot breath entangled her, and her slightly trembling body froze in his arms for a long time. Even though she had the intention to tease him, she still felt embarrassed because of her female restraint.
"Aren't you asking nonsense?" Yan Yu couldn't help but growl after hearing her words. What on earth does this little girl want to do? The palm on her waist suddenly moved down and covered her waist.
She raised her elastic hips and pressed hard on her crotch, telling her directly through her actions how hot he was.
"Drink..." When Bei Xiaoxiao felt his heat, she couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Do you feel it?" An ambiguous voice whispered in her ear.
His slender fingers landed on her chest at some point, tracing lightly on her perfectly shaped collarbone, moving downward slowly, and his fingertips touched the only exquisite piece of obscenity on her upper body.
Duo'er, fingertips slowly moved along the edge of the apron on her chest...
